After watching the two leave, Wang Qian stood at the door and said with emotion, "Perhaps this is love."

"What's wrong?" Her boyfriend walked over and asked.

"Look at other people's boyfriends, and then look at yourself. Don't you think there's a huge difference?"

"I don't think so," Wang Qian's boyfriend replied after a moment's thought. "Besides his wealth, what do I lack compared to him?"

"He's so considerate, he accompanies his fiancée to dance class every time. Can you do that?"

"I can do that too, but I have to go to work."

"She's gentle; she's the one serving tea and water."

"I can do that too, but I have to go to work."

Wang Qian's boyfriend shook his head, feeling helpless. Everything in the world is about whether one is rich or poor.

Most men could do what Chu Fang did, but none were as wealthy as him.

Money can't buy feelings, but money is everywhere on the road to feelings, even time costs money.

There's a saying that goes, "If you pick up the drill, you can't hug me; if you put down the drill, you can't feed me."

"You're not willing to compromise with me, are you?" ... ...These few words of rebuttal made Wang Qian grit her teeth, roll her eyes, look at her boyfriend, and snort: "He's more handsome than you."

“... ..."

Wang Qian's boyfriend fell silent.

He hadn't expected that.

Seeing her boyfriend get the short end of the stick, Wang Qian smiled broadly, tilted her chin up, and looked quite smug.

... ...

Chu Fang drove home, and Zhong Tingyue put her legs up in front of the passenger seat. Her long, shapely, and fair legs were particularly alluring, prompting him to touch them at a traffic light.

"You're such a jerk!" Zhong Tingyue glanced at him sideways. "If you're so capable, why don't you do it to me in the car?"

Chu Fang's pupils shone brightly: "Really?"

This immediately stirred his emotions, and he hesitated before saying, "It's not a good idea, considering there are so many people around, and I'm so shy and timid. We can go somewhere less crowded. Also, I can barely accept you wearing flesh-colored stockings and studded shoes."

Zhong Tingyue: "... ..."

They're experts at shamelessness.

It's rush hour right now, and the streets and alleys are completely jammed.

Chu Fang didn't seem to care. He turned around and said, "By the way, Ms. Zhong, you've finished learning your dance. When will you perform for me?"

"I recorded a video, you can take it and watch it."

"No way!!!" Upon hearing this, Chu Fang reacted fiercely, "You must jump for me yourself!"

He spent so much effort, time, and money just to see the dance in person, and now this woman wants to watch the video herself.

What does that mean?

That was deception, that was fraud, that was unforgivable behavior in northern Myanmar!

"Hmph!" Zhong Tingyue swung her legs rapidly. "We didn't agree that I had to dance for you myself."

"..." Chu Fang was stunned and said, "Ms. Zhong, you are very impolite!"

After returning home, and after Chu Fang's persistent pleading, the woman finally promised to dance for him.

In order to find a good time to enjoy the dance, Chu Fang spent almost all his thoughts and energy. He wanted to find a special time and place. The place was easy to find, but the time was hard to decide.

Chu Fang wanted Zhong Tingyue to dance for one night, but the first problem he had to deal with was his sister-in-law.

The younger sister-in-law goes home every night after school, and while she can accept watching her older sister dance, Zhong Tingyue definitely cannot.

So, how can I get my sister-in-law to stay out of the house after school at night?

Early in the morning, Zhong Rou was doing push-ups when Chu Fang came out of the kitchen, squatted down beside her, and was about to speak with a grin when Zhong Rou glanced at him and asked, "Brother-in-law, what do you want me to do?"

"fine."

"Nothing wrong? Do you even believe that yourself? Just say what's wrong, and I'll help if I can and won't if I can't."

“... ..."

Are you reciting tongue twisters here?

Chu Fang's smile faded, and he became slightly more serious: "Zhong Rou, why haven't you been sleeping at Wen Qing's house in so long?"

The sister-in-law and Wenqing are very close. Wenqing's parents also like Zhong Rou very much and have always treated her as their goddaughter. Therefore, Zhong Rou often goes to Wenqing's house to play, and if she plays late, she will sleep at Wenqing's house.

"Can't go?"

"Huh? Why?"

"I beat up Wenqing, and we parted ways."

Upon hearing this, Chu Fang craned his neck and exclaimed, "Huh?"

Zhong Rou replied calmly, "Because of you."

"I?"

"Because you're too long-winded. Just say what you want to say. If you want to lure me to Wenqing's house to sleep for one night, just state your conditions and how you'll compensate me, instead of beating around the bush and not getting to the point."

Are these two sisters both fox spirits in disguise?

They're incredibly cunning.

Before he could even speak, Zhong Rou had already guessed it.

Chu Fang chuckled and said, "Your sister and I are planning a business trip and we need you to stay at Wenqing's house for one night."

"Oh, I see." Zhong Rou nodded. "So, may I ask, what conditions are you prepared to offer if you want me to stay at Wenqing's house for one night?"

What conditions do you want?

"Great!" Upon hearing this, Zhong Rou, who was doing push-ups, suddenly flipped over, clapping her hands, and said, "Ten million in savings, an apartment in Shanghai, and your Bentley is yours..."

Seeing that Chu Fang's expression was not right, his sister-in-law said, "I know these conditions are a bit harsh, but I can ask you to lower the price as much as you want, and you can try to bargain on the spot. This is negotiable."

Chu Fang stroked his chin, pondering: "I can't give her a car or a house. Zhong Rou is still too young. I can give her one later. Of course, I can give her a small amount of money. Ten million won't do. Zhong Tingyue would definitely strangle me. One million is too much. One hundred thousand is still a bit too much."

After thinking for a moment, he said, "One thousand yuan, you can stay at Wenqing's house for one night."

"make a deal!"

Ah, this... Chu Fang was dumbfounded.

His mental threshold was 10,000 yuan. If it was less than 10,000 yuan, Chu Fang would give it to Zhong Rou. But he didn't expect Zhong Rou to agree to give him 1,000 yuan.

This doesn't fit Zhong Rou's character. Would a thousand yuan satisfy her appetite?

Chu Fang quickly came to his senses, took out his phone and immediately transferred 1,000 yuan to Zhong Rou, afraid that she would refuse. After receiving the money, the latter left home immediately, leaving behind the words: "Brother-in-law, I hope you and my sister have a good time."

The door closed, and Zhong Tingyue came out at the opportune moment: "Why did Zhong Rou leave?"

Chu Fang said, "She went to school."

"What school does she go to? The teachers are having a meeting today, so they have a day off. She said she's going to Wenqing's house to play for the day and won't be back tonight."

Chu Fang's lips twitched: "... ..."

Zhong Rou, give me back my money.

Why does your face look so ugly?

He forced a smile: "I'm very happy!"

What a scam first thing in the morning!